With the shopping system in hand, I became the richest man in the 1980s

Chapter 90 God of Cooking Skills

The system replied to him arrogantly, "Of course I have the skill book of the God of Cooking. It costs 10 million coins. Do you want it?"

Chu Qingjiang immediately replied: "Yes, yes, yes, of course, quickly deduct the money and transfer the skill book to me as soon as possible."

With his permission, the system immediately deducted 10 million coins from his account.

The next moment, Chu Qingjiang felt that countless cooking skills were pouring into his mind.

After receiving the God of Cooking skills, Chu Qingjiang confidently said to Song Wanrou: "Wife, today I will show you my cooking skills and amaze you with them."

Song Wanrou smiled and stood up. "Okay, I'll wait for you to show me your skills. Let's go!"

Chu Qingjiang took his wife's hand and went to the kitchen.

He opened the big refrigerator to see what other ingredients were inside, and then saw a few live fish in the sink next to it.

Chu Qingjiang turned around and asked Song Wanrou, "Wife, do you want to eat sour soup fish?"

Song Wanrou nodded and said, "Eat it. You know I like fish the most."

Chu Qingjiang began to tell her the names of the dishes, "Then I will make this appetizer, fish fillet in sour soup, a refreshing cucumber, fried prawns, three fresh vegetables, and a tomato egg drop soup, is that enough?"

Song Wanrou smiled and said, "There are only two of us eating tonight, and these dishes are more than enough."

Chu Qingjiang said to her again: "Okay, then go sit over there at the dining table, I'll be ready soon."

Song Wanrou didn't want to go out, "I'll stay here with you and talk."

"Okay, then stand further away so I don't accidentally splash the dirty dishwashing water on you."

After Chu Qingjiang finished speaking, he went into the storage room, took out the spiritual rice that was not mixed with ordinary rice from the system warehouse, and cooked a pot of rice.

Then he started to clean the prawns and cut the fish fillets.

Song Wanrou watched him pick the shrimp thread neatly and neatly, and cut the fish fillet as fast as a phantom, and asked him in surprise: "Dad, when did you learn such amazing knife skills?"

Chu Qingjiang smiled at her and said, "I learned it secretly just to give you a surprise. How is it? Is it a surprise?"

Song Wanrou smiled softly, "It's indeed a surprise."

Chu Qingjiang said with a little bit of pride: "There will be a bigger surprise later! Wife, just wait and see!"

Song Wanrou glared at him and said, "Look at you, little brat. I want to see what other tricks you can come up with."

With the help of his God of Cooking skills, Chu Qingjiang's movements were so fast that even Song Wanrou, who was used to cooking, could hardly see clearly.

There was a sparkling light in Song Wanrou's eyes.

Her man is so awesome!

This handsome face, serious expression, and professional movements seemed to cast a layer of divine brilliance on him, making her heart beat uncontrollably.

So handsome!
Chu Qingjiang felt the fiery gaze of his wife and couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you looking at?"

Song Wanrou stretched out her hands, rubbed his handsome face, and praised him with a smile, "Dad, you are so handsome today!"

"Really? Then kiss me and I'll believe it." Chu Qingjiang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

As he wished, Song Wanrou kissed his soft lips.

Chu Qingjiang was so amused by her that his heart was burning with anger, but he couldn't kiss her back because he had a kitchen knife in his hand, and he felt full of regret.

He gritted his teeth and said to her: "Wife, I will serve you well after dinner!"

Song Wanrou was not afraid of him. Seeing that he was helpless with her, she couldn't help but stretch out her finger to lift his chin and chuckled, "Okay, I'll wait for you to serve me!"

Chu Qingjiang's handsome face flushed with embarrassment, "Wife, stop making trouble!" Song Wanrou thought about having to eat, so she let him go obediently, "Okay, you cook quickly, I'll go sit outside for a while."

While she was in there, he couldn't concentrate on cooking.

Chu Qingjiang wished she would go out and wait, "Then go ahead and make yourself a pot of tea."

"understood."

Song Wanrou responded and walked out.

She leaned back on the soft sofa next to her and fell asleep without realizing it.

When Chu Qingjiang finished cooking the food and brought it out, he discovered that she had fallen asleep.

Fortunately, there is floor heating at home, so she won’t be cold.

Chu Qingjiang went over and called her to wake her up, "Rou Rou, Rou Rou, wake up and eat."

Song Wanrou opened her sleepy eyes and yawned, "I actually fell asleep? Have you prepared the meal?"

Chu Qingjiang nodded, "Yes, hurry up and eat while it's hot!"

With his help, Song Wanrou stood up and walked to the large dining table in the middle and sat down.

Chu Qingjiang first filled her up with a bowl of tomato and egg drop soup. "Come, drink some soup first to moisten your throat."

Song Wanrou nodded, picked up the spoon, took a sip, and then another sip.

Her eyes lit up and she said to Chu Qingjiang, "This soup is delicious, fresh, sweet, and a little sour to whet the appetite. It's much better than the tomato egg drop soup I made! Dad, your cooking skills are amazing!"

Chu Qingjiang smiled and replied to her, "If you like to drink, have another bowl after dinner."

Song Wanrou nodded, "Yeah."

Chu Qingjiang also poured himself a bowl of tomato egg drop soup and drank it slowly.

He was also conquered by his own craftsmanship.

This tomato egg drop soup is really delicious, sour and sweet, very appetizing and nutritious. It is a very nutritious soup for pregnant women.

Chu Qingjiang drank very quickly. After finishing the soup, he went to get himself a bowl of spiritual rice.

This spiritual rice, which is not mixed with ordinary rice, smells sweeter and tastes better.

Even if he didn't eat the vegetables, Chu Qingjiang could finish this bowl of rice.

It tastes so delicious when eaten with other dishes!
Song Wanrou was originally drinking her soup slowly, but when she saw Chu Qingjiang eating happily, her appetite was stimulated.

She finished the soup in the bowl in two gulps, and without waiting for Chu Qingjiang to react, she quickly went to get her rice.

Chu Qingjiang quickly peeled a few shrimps for her and put them on the empty plate in front of her. "Wife, try this fried prawns. They are fragrant, sweet, and chewy. They are delicious!"

Seeing Song Wanrou start eating, he picked up a few more pieces of sour soup fish fillets and placed them in front of her.

"This fish fillet in sour soup is also delicious, tender and smooth, a little sour, a little spicy, very appetizing and nutritious. You should eat more."

The four dishes and one soup made today are all nutritious and appetizing, which are just right for a pregnant woman like Song Wanrou.

Song Wanrou ate happily after being fed by Chu Qingjiang.

As she ate, she praised Chu Qingjiang, "Dad, how did your cooking become so good? Every dish you make is so delicious, you're really like a god of cooking!"

Chu Qingjiang laughed secretly in his heart.

Now I have inherited the legacy of the God of Cooking!
(End of this chapter)